The Beauty of Rain

Lord, I've so often wondered,

Why people have to know pain,

Why, when they need the sunshine,

Do You often send them the rain?

I've tried so hard to perceive it,

Why things happen the way that they do,

That I've often felt so hopeless,

Frustrated and furious too.

But somehow I've come to realize,

At last I can finally see,

That You have given me my life,

And how I live it is all up to me.

So You can't be blamed for my sorrow,

You can't be blamed for my pain,

And I need to stop hoping for sunshine,

And instead see the beauty of rain.

For someday I know I might be there,

Standing happily next to Your side,

And I want to be worthy of Heaven,

And leave only good things behind.

-Cheryl Costello-Forshey

Beautiful, isn't it? Just like the rain (: